It Never Rains
I don’t own Supernatural, sadly; the show and characters belong to their respective copyright holders but the boys are such a treat to play with…
The story is mine, however. It’s plainly for fun; I neither sell it nor make money with it.
Response to the Drabble Challenge by Enkidu07 and Onyx Moonbeam on FF.net.
Setting: pre-series, WeeChester
Prompt: Fevered Dean
oOo
A tiny wail and a breathless whimper meet John’s ears as he enters his boys’ room. Since that night Sammy has been crying for his mother and Dean hasn’t said a single word. Sometimes he would sob in his sleep but he never talks anymore - and John worries about him when he’s sober enough to.
This time it’s different though, even the booze can’t dull a father’s instincts entirely. There’s a wet wheeze in the soft whine, and when he staggers over to their bed, Dean is burning with fever - they both are.
“Oh no. Not a cold… not now.”
The End
A/N: My gratitude goes out to my awesome beta twinchaosblade who makes sense of my stuff, even if I don’t.
The story is mine, however. It’s plainly for fun; I neither sell it nor make money with it.
Response to the Drabble Challenge by Enkidu07 and Onyx Moonbeam on FF.net.
Setting: pre-series, WeeChester
Prompt: Fevered Dean
oOo
A tiny wail and a breathless whimper meet John’s ears as he enters his boys’ room. Since that night Sammy has been crying for his mother and Dean hasn’t said a single word. Sometimes he would sob in his sleep but he never talks anymore - and John worries about him when he’s sober enough to.
This time it’s different though, even the booze can’t dull a father’s instincts entirely. There’s a wet wheeze in the soft whine, and when he staggers over to their bed, Dean is burning with fever - they both are.
“Oh no. Not a cold… not now.”
The End
A/N: My gratitude goes out to my awesome beta twinchaosblade who makes sense of my stuff, even if I don’t.